After I Died My Dao Companion Drowns in Endless Regret Chapter 18

Jiang Jiuxiao knitted her brows in thought, her expression revealing a hint of difficulty, as if she were reluctant for these Daoists to rush to their deaths.
She raised her hand and waved away the attendants in the hall, sighing heavily. “Daoist Zheng, your words put me in a difficult position.”
“What’s so difficult about it? If they want to know, tell them.” A hearty laugh preceded the entrance of a voice. Immediately after, ripples of water, interspersed with the sounds of dragon roars, appeared out of thin air. As the vortex flowed, a man with an imposing demeanor strode out. He was dressed in a flowing, water-blue robe made of mermaid silk, adorned with fine spiritual pearls that flickered with points of starlight, as if a galaxy was swirling around him. He wore a double-horned headdress on his forehead, resembling branching plum blossoms, signifying his ‘other’ status. However, no cultivator in this place would look down on him. Because he was Xiang Jun, the young master of the Dustless Sea.
“The Dustless Sea is indeed close to the Luoshui Divine Palace. Even its young master has come personally. I wonder what he will think upon arriving here,” Xie Zhichao sighed with emotion.
The relationship between Luo Lingfeng and Xiang Jun was enough to become gossip for the idle. Wei Yunshu responded with a faint “Mm,” and then added, “His vital energy is cohesive, and he is at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage. It won’t be long before he ascends to the Cavern Heaven realm. Once the Dustless Sea has another Cavern Heaven cultivator, the situation will likely change again.” Among the Four Great Sects of the Fu Li Immortal Realm, the Dustless Sea was the last. Firstly, their “other” origin made them untrustworthy. Secondly, they had the fewest Cavern Heaven mighty figures in the sect. However, Cloud City and the Luoshui Divine Palace had both experienced internal strife not long ago, weakening them to some extent. If the Dustless Sea seized the opportunity, they might be able to rise to the top.
Xie Zhichao nodded. She didn’t think too much about it, merely watching Xiang Jun walk forward and finally lean lazily against the railing, standing to the left of Jiang Jiuxiao. His gaze occasionally flickered across Jiang Jiuxiao’s face, his pupils several times changing into vertical slits, emanating an undisguised predatory intent. Jiang Jiuxiao, however, remained impassive, seated on her chair, not even glancing at Xiang Jun.
Daoist Zheng respectfully saluted Xiang Jun and said solemnly, “We do not fear hardship. We implore Young Master Xiang to show us a path.”
Xiang Jun played with a folding fan and smiled, saying, “It’s not a secret matter, really. The Taiyi Sword is in the hands of Zhou Yuxiao, a Nascent Soul Daoist from the Corridor of Sins.”
Upon hearing this, Daoist Zheng’s thoughts spun. Finally, he bowed, and silently sat back down. Zhou Yuxiao was originally a disciple of an immortal sect. However, due to a moment of resentment, he had killed a fellow disciple. When the Disciplinary Hall came to apprehend him, he simply went all the way, killing them directly before breaking out of the sect. As a traitor like him, the immortal sects naturally had no place for him, leaving him with no choice but to flee to the Northern Continent. Afterward, he gained the favor of a powerful figure in the Corridor of Sins and eventually cultivated to the Nascent Soul realm. He harbored deep hatred for the immortal sect disciples who pursued him. Whenever he captured one, he would torment them until they wished for death before stopping. In the end, he would also release the footage, thus becoming a notorious demon that the immortal sects most wanted to eliminate. Daoist Zheng felt he lacked the ability to escape from Zhou Yuxiao and could only plan otherwise.
Xiang Jun’s appearance indeed diminished the joyful atmosphere in the hall. Jiang Jiuxiao also did not wish to say more to everyone. She said gently, “Esteemed guests have endured a long journey. Please rest for a day. Tomorrow, my Luoshui Divine Palace will provide flying boats to escort everyone to the Sunset Burial Mounds.” Upon hearing this, everyone busied themselves with taking their leave.
Wei Yunshu and Xie Zhichao also walked out with the cultivators. As they chatted and laughed, Xie Zhichao suddenly spotted a familiar figure. She knitted her brows, and before Wei Yunshu could ask, she said, “Eh? That person looks like a disciple from my sect. Daoist Bo, I’ll go ahead and take a look.” It wasn’t unusual for Buzhou disciples to venture out and especially like to engage in combat to hone their sword intent. Wei Yunshu smiled and said gently, “Daoist Xie, if you have something to attend to, please go ahead. We’ll meet tomorrow.”
The Luoshui Divine Palace disciples shuttled back and forth on the island. Seeing Wei Yunshu lingering in place, a young Daoist boy immediately came forward to guide her to the guest hall for rest. Unfortunately, as if by coincidence, after walking only a few steps on the bluestone path, sounds of argument erupted from afar. Wei Yunshu focused her gaze and revealed surprise on her face. It was none other than Xiang Jun and Jiang Jiuxiao, who had appeared in the hall earlier.
Jiang Jiuxiao said, “Young Master Xiang, you’re late.”
Xiang Jun, on the other hand, smiled and said, “They are merely Golden Core cultivators. Whether they can return safely is another matter. Do we still need to show them respect?” After a pause, he added ambiguously, “Could it be you’re unhappy because I went to the Sunset Burial Mounds first?”
Jiang Jiuxiao sneered, “I fear you received a cold reception from my good sister.”
Xiang Jun’s expression changed slightly, a trace of annoyance indeed appearing in his eyes. He had heard that Luo Lingfeng had arrived and had chased after her flying palace to the Sunset Burial Mounds. Who would have thought that even a Cloud City disciple would disrespect him? He couldn’t act rashly. He calmed himself and said in a low voice, “I heard there was someone by her side who greatly resembled the Cloud Sovereign, so I went to gather information. If the Cloud Sovereign were still alive, then the initial plan would not work.”
Jiang Jiuxiao flicked her sleeve and said with a sarcastic smile, “Aren’t there many people around her who resemble Wei Yunshu? I never knew my heartless sister would be so deeply affectionate. She is a person who only seeks profit. You can tell from her taking over Cloud City that she is never content.” As she said this, Jiang Jiuxiao recalled a past event from over a hundred years ago. Very few people who knew about it were left today, and her expression suddenly turned gloomy. After a pause, she glanced at Xiang Jun and said, “What? Regretting breaking off the engagement? You’ve always resented Cloud City for using its power to bully you, causing you to lose so much face. But ultimately, only you know in your heart whether it was truly because of this.”
“Jiang Jiuxiao!” Xiang Jun raised his voice, his tone laced with a hint of anger. But soon, his attitude softened. “She cultivates the Way of the Zither. Although the ‘Twenty-Four Heavenly Chapters’ is a supreme Daoist scripture that directly points to the Great Dao, it is of no use for advancing my cultivation. However, if that matter is successfully planned, I can try to appease her—” Xiang Jun exchanged a glance with Jiang Jiuxiao and stopped speaking.
In the territory of the Luoshui Divine Palace, the two of them were very relaxed, immersed in their argument and unaware of any additional presence. But the moment the conversation ended, they immediately sensed the presence of the young Daoist boy. A sharp killing intent flashed in Xiang Jun’s eyes, but it was quickly suppressed. The guiding young Daoist boy was only at the Mortal Transformation stage, and the ordinary female cultivator walking slowly towards them was merely at the Golden Core cultivation level. They could not hear their argument. He closed his folding fan and transformed into a beam of escape light, leaving.
Jiang Jiuxiao watched the beam of light disappear into the sky with a blank expression. She also flicked her sleeve and left.
“Esteemed guest, please proceed this way,” the young Daoist boy said obsequiously, leading the way.
Wei Yunshu, who had heard every word of their conversation, exhaled a sigh of relief and followed the young Daoist boy.
Jiang Jiuxiao and Xiang Jun both talked about Luo Lingfeng, and even harbored such sordid thoughts! Even she, upon hearing it, couldn’t help but feel her killing intent surge. She had always been gentle and magnanimous in the past, but regarding anything related to Luo Lingfeng, she could never tolerate even the slightest retreat. However, now, she was beginning to lose the eagerness to vent her “concern” from before.
She had made a mistake in the past, always placing Luo Lingfeng in the position of the weak, the one needing protection. But what was this approach but no different from those who saw her as a dodder flower? To her, it was “concern leading to chaos,” but to Luo Lingfeng, it was always a humiliation. How could she not hate her? But how could she hate her to the point of wanting her dead? No, perhaps it wasn’t just simple hatred, but because “Cloud Sovereign” blocked her path! When the Cloud Sovereign and the Cavern Heaven elders who ambushed her midway were both injured, why didn’t she reveal her true cultivation and take over Cloud City? Wasn’t that natural?
A bone-chilling coldness, like wind and snow, swept through Wei Yunshu. The hand holding her whisk suddenly tightened.